Cindy and friends

Month: September 2014

At the breakfast table I made a suggestion and asked Cindy, if she might be happy with helping me, as long as she was hatching her ideas. She pricked up her ears and listened carefully.
I told her, that I would need a model for some nice shots, because a friend of mine would celebrate her birthday today.
Cindy was instantly in high spirits, jumped up from the table and ran off to get hairdressed. I don’t know, how she had managed to get the last nights soaked wig back into shape. But she reappeared seconds later with a beautiful hairdo. I gave her the dress, I wanted her to wear and she slipped in with a big smile.
As you know by now, Cindy loves modelling and so she flounced around. I got my camera ready and here we are. I hope my friend will love it. She was asking for a gift with the 63 in it.
Cindy by the way didn’t forget to ask me for her payment and she got rewarded for her parade.

Cindy kept her door closed for several days. I let her off the flat duties and did the washing up instead. Then I sat down with a nice cup of tea and a good book.
Everything was quiet and calm in our flat. Cindy was still thinking and the other flatmates had gone out together for a beer or two.
Suddenly there was a strange sound coming up along the hallway. I was’t sure, what it was. But I didn’t like the sound of it. I went up and there it was again. Now I knew. Another squelch made its ways through Cindy’s door. I tried to open it, but it was locked. So I knelt down and peeped through the keyhole.
Look, what I saw.
Cindys brain must have run hot with all that intensive thinking. This gives a very new dimension to the well known and too often used “thinktank”.
But do you know, why she hadn’t thought of removing her wig first? I am not sure, if I’d like to see this ruined one, when she will have cooled down enough.

Cindy went silent after that Karaoke night. The next morning she woke up with a raucous voice and decided that she would have to quit the idol idea. She said she needed some more time to come up with new ideas and retreatet to her room. When I passed her door, I found it closed and clearly marked.
So we all need patience…..

I just came home from a wonderful music revue with many wigs. What a pity, that Cindy had been too tired to accompany me. I had to laugh a lot….
When I opened the door downstairs, I could already hear loud music. I thought, there might be another birthday party in the neighbourhood like the week before. But the music grew louder, when I stepped into our flat.
I could hear now, that the music came out of the living room. I opened the door and there she was, holding a mike in her hands and singing out very loud and lousy, the Karaoke App from my Ipad helping her with her performance. I shut it down straightaway. It was nearly midnight. My poor neighboors.
I wondered for a second, where the hell she had got my password from. But then I went into the kitchen and she followed me. She was so eager to tell me about her plans. So we sat down for cup of tea. I followed her words open-mouthed.

Cindy asked me not tell you all about her plans in detail. But I was allowed to take a picture of her.
So here she is. And we still need to talk about some points tomorrow, I guess.

Cindy came back from the bike ride. I had sent her out, to freshen up her brain. Must have been pretty much wind outside. Could you ride your bike in such a dress? She looked very tired and told me, that some fresh ideas came up.
We will have a breakfast talk tomorrow. I am quite curious.

Cindy and I had a serious discussion about shoppingexpences, onlineshops and not having Prince Charming with the big money at hand anymore. She got very quiet. And I got the impression, that she had understood the gravity of the situation. Cindy even made a proposal, that she might look for a job to earn her own money.
I agreed on that one and made a suggestion myself, because I already knew, that at school a helping hand would be needed today.
In the morning 90 firstgraders would have to present a letter from their parents, that the kids head and hair was free of lice. So she could ask the kids for the letter and collect them.

Cindy was very pleased about this idea, so she squeezed herself back into the toilet roll ( by the way, she really goes for it) and got a wig. I don’t know, why she picked that one, but we were in a hurry and I didn’t have time to send her back for another one.

She enjoyed her job very much, she said she wants to go back on Monday. But I hope we broke the lousy cycle at school and won’t need her for the rest of the school year.
Cindy has to look for another money source.

Omg, I can’t believe, what I saw, when I came back home from work. I just had turned into our street thinking, that it might be a calm afternoon with a nice cup of tea getting some papers colored. But then I saw the DHL van in front of our door, the DHL lad carrying an identical parcel to the one, he had delivered the day before. I had a sense of foreboding, that someone in my flat might have used the wig onlineshop express service to get one or two more fancy wigs.

The DHL lad had climbed the stairs to our flat by the time, I had locked my bike outside the house. I ran upstairs to prohibit the delivery, but he was on his way downstairs already friendly greeting me. ” See you tomorrow”, he said with a big smirk.

You can imagine, who was squating behind the door riping open a parcel. This time it was me being short with her. I wasn’t in the mood for discussions about bills and money and creditcards. I just went into the kitchen to put the kettle on.

Cindy even didn’t notice, that I wasn’t pleased at all about the new parcel. She stepped into the kitchen with a big smile and said: “It’s the brand new autumn collection. Sorry, could not resist. Look at this top model!” And she whirled around the table again with that “Stormy Passion” on her head.
“No Cindy”, I spoke, ” no more wigs for me and for you today. Please, take them all and go into your room.” She rushed out sulky, her wig nearly falling down and my neighborhood could listen again to our doorslamming Cindy. In the meanwhile I had my tea, installed a new password on my I Pad and relaxed.

Last night we were terribly tired, because we had been surfing the net for ages. Cindy had had decided that the hairdoproblem should be solved by some beautiful wigs.
Finally we found a fantastic wig online shop and after lots of yes and nos, we ordered a small selection of equisite fashion wigs. They arrived today and Cindy is much better off.

Oh, and I tried to start with the new assignement. But Cindy was so excited about the new arrivals, that she jumped on the table and performed all her new hairdos like a model.
You might wonder, what kind of dress she is wearing. Yes, it is, what you think of. I had put the toilet roll on the table to get some pieces of it colored. And hyped Cindy just jumped up and squeezed herself into the roll. “Why all this trouble with coloring, cutting and sticking onto papers”, she said in high spirits, holding the breath, because the roll wasn’t big enough for her.
I will check, if it might be possible to steal one sheet or two from her “dress” to get it colored.

Cindy got hungry with all her excitement. So no mixed media assignement for tonight, but cooking a veggie soup instead.

I presume, that everybody, who had followed Cindys hairdooproblems so far, might have expected a similar haistyle to this Lady Gaga style.
But do you really think, that that green dotted bucket could have fitted on THIS head?
No.
There is another story about this hairdo, we will tell you soon, but not tonight as both of us are pretty tired from surfing the internet.
Cindy is definitely not happy about her hair.
But Carla, I have to tell you, that she is not amused about the new assignment for more than one reason.
First she can’t understand, how people would love to wear dresses made of TOILET paper and second: she doesn’t want to understand, why it is no longer wanted, that she tries on, what is designed here. I think, you might need to explain it to her.
I try to keep her busy with some flat cleaning activities to get her mind of this topic.

Just to explain: the assignement is part of Carla Sonheimas onlineclass ” the year of the fairytale”. We had to color toiletpaper to make a nice dresscollage out of it.